LOGINGeorge's POVNext dayI opened Maya’s door without knocking. She lay on her back, one arm above her head, still deep asleep. The sheet had slipped down to her waist. Morning light cut across her bare shoulders and the soft rise of her breasts.She looked peaceful. Too peaceful for the way she had kept me hard the entire night before. I stood at the foot of the bed and just watched her breathe. Every quiet rise of her chest made the urge worse. I wanted to taste her again. Right then. While she was soft and unguarded.Was this wrong? Yes. Obviously. Fucking my stepdaughter behind her mother’s back. The risk alone should have stopped me. Instead it fed the hunger. The sneaking, the locked doors, the near misses...those parts turned me on more than the sex itself sometimes. Knowing Lucy could walk in at any moment made every thrust sharper.I stepped closer. Maya shifted in her sleep and the sheet slipped lower. The curve of her hip showed. She was more flexible than her mother. Last nig
He stayed deep for a few more slow thrusts, then pulled out. Before I could protest he rolled me onto my back and hooked my legs over his shoulders. The new angle made him feel even bigger when he pushed back in. One of his hands clamped over my mouth. The other pinned my hip to the mattress.Every stroke hit hard and deep. I moaned straight into his palm. The sound stayed trapped there. He kept the pace steady, hips rolling, eyes locked on mine while he fucked me like that.After a while he shifted again. He pulled out, flipped me onto my stomach, and yanked my hips up. I ended up on my knees with my face in the sheets. He entered me from behind in one smooth push. His hand slid under my chest and covered my mouth again. The other gripped my hip and held me still while he drove into me harder than before."Hmm yeah"He whispered followed by a spankThe wet slap of skin filled the room. I bit down on the side of his hand to keep from crying out. He didn’t slow down. He just kept fucki
My fingers moved under the shorts. I rubbed my clit in slow circles first, then pushed two fingers inside. The wet sound filled the quiet room. George sat at the end of the bed and watched every shift of my hand.“Deeper,” he said.I curled my fingers and pressed farther. A soft sound slipped out of me. Heat built fast. My hips started to lift off the mattress on their own.“Faster.”I obeyed. The pressure climbed. My free hand gripped the sheets. I could feel the edge coming...sharp and close. My breathing turned uneven.“Stop.!!”The order hit me right as the first wave started. I froze with my fingers still inside. My body clenched hard around them. A frustrated sound left my throat. I was right there and he took it away.George smiled in the dark.“Continue.”I started again, harder this time. The denied climax made every touch feel stronger. Wetness coated my hand. I wanted him to leave the chair and climb onto the bed. I wanted his weight on me, his cock pushing inside instead o
George’s hand stayed locked in her hair. He pushed deeper into her mouth until the head of his cock hit the back of her throat. Maya gagged hard. Spit flooded out around him and ran down her chin. He didn’t pull away. He held her there a second longer, then eased back just enough for her to drag in a breath before he thrust forward again.“That’s it. Take it.” His voice stayed low and rough. “Open wider.”She did. Another gag tore through her when he forced himself past the same spot. Thick strands of spit stretched from her lips to his shaft. He fucked her mouth in short, hard strokes, using the grip on her hair to keep her steady. Every time she gagged, more spit spilled down the length of him and dripped onto her chest.“Look at the fucking mess you’re making.” He pulled almost all the way out so she could see the wet shine covering his cock, then shoved back in. Maya’s eyes watered. Her throat flexed around him. She tried to breathe through her nose between the thrusts, but he kep
A tight ache started between my legs. I shifted my weight and felt how wet I’d already gotten. The sight of his cock disappearing into her again and again, the way her back arched, the quiet desperate noises she tried to swallow...none of it disgusted me. It turned me on. Hard. My nipples tightened under my shirt. I pressed my thighs together and still couldn’t look away.He spanked her again, harder this time, and Mom’s moan broke into a short, shaky cry. George’s hips never stopped. He fucked her with a steady power that made the whole scene feel raw and real. I bit my lip, breathing faster, the heat between my legs only growing worse the longer I stood there watching.I stayed in the doorway longer than I meant to. My hand slipped under my skirt before I even thought about it. Fingers found the wet heat between my legs and pressed against my folds. I rubbed slowly at first, just tracing the slickness, then slid one finger inside myself. The soft drag of it made my breath catch.Ge
....“Amaya… it’s so good to have you spend the weekend with us,” my mom said with a smile.She was sitting across from me beside George, her new husband which Is also my stepdad, looking happier than I had seen her in a while.“Yeah, I guess,” I replied, forcing a small smile. “No problem, Mom. It’ll be nice. I’ll get to know George better too.”I was finally seeing my mum after being away for a way and there she has a new husband now... classic momGeorge turned his attention toward me.“Nice to finally meet you, Amaya. Your mom talks about you a lot.”His voice was deep, calm, and confident.“Hopefully, she only told you the good things.”He laughed softly. “Mostly.”I studied him for a moment.He looked older, maybe around late 40's, but he didn't look like most men his age. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and clearly took care of himself. His fitted dark shirt stretched across his chest and arms, showing the muscle underneath. Even sitting down, there was something solid about him







